December 2010
85 posts
It’s better to cope with than to try to forget.
12/28/10.
“Ashes to ashes…” -Zyryll
He tossed that rectangle piece of paper into the burning embers of the fire…
Last remains to last remains. Ashes to ashes. Dirt to dirt. Earth to earth. New beginning. Last remain. New found day.
And those last burning embers looked like stars sparkling in lava. Stars of the galaxy exploding in our fucking faces.
And I said
“I think...
Roadtrips are gateways to the train of thought inside my head.
End with where you first began.
“I left the world yesterday. And now I think I’m still gone.”
S O B E R
Swam to the surface and was hit by the airwaves of calamity.
Vagabond, vagabond, would you wander if you could.
Color blind in a vibrant world.
“It’s all about the vibrations”
-Evin Shordon (Jives)
12/26/10
8 months ago. 8 months later. This new year.
Going to gain what I let go of.
Going to let go of what I gained.
I can still smell and taste the way she kissed me.
Most importantly,
I still fucking felt it and it’s still fucking there/here.
Today I will be. Tomorrow I will see.
Dude,
I d o n’ t l i k e y o u …
And If You Ask Where I'm Going,
I’m going for a ride.
That’s where I’m going.
I don’t trust you.
I don’t believe you.
I don’t know you.
- : ”Thank you for keeping me safe last night.”
Me: “Yeah…”
Sat there listening to them singing jolly Christmas songs.
Sat there thinking about her.
Sat there missing her.
Sat there, away from the crowd of bliss and joy.
Sat there in that room with my good friend.
Sat there as I told her
“I’ve grown so withdrawn from others and my trust in people.”
“Fuck everyone.”
Because I loved this so much.
From Jives.
“a friendship as warm as the sun. i feel as if our hearts are one. you are someone i couldn’t replace, with a beautiful look on your face. you’ll lighten my mood from the start, with the words that come from your heart and if it is silent you stay, i’ll know what you mean anyway. and my compassion has nothing but grown each day of our past i have known i would...
Come home, baby. My arms are wide open, waiting for your embrace.
Leaving.
W A I T I N G.
I was just about ready to adapt to you not being there.
And then it happened…
I was walking down the staircase from the 3rd floor after 6th, taking the same route I used to when you were still around. And fuckfuckfuck. I’m sure. I’m so fucking sure.
Sure that by the time I reached the end of the staircase at the 1st floor. I really felt like you were still there. I felt like...
I promise.
I’m not getting jaded. I’m not going for jaded. I’m not looking for jaded. I’m not heading towards being jaded.